One morning on Thursday I was walking though the dark scary forest when I saw three little pigs who left their house without their mum. When they read the newspaper it said "Big Bad Wolf returns with his pretty dressing gown" . The pigs then rushed to make a big strong house. Eventually I thought they needed a little more help. But then one of the pigs ran into - um, I think it was his brothers house. I said that I just wanted to help him... because he just made a brand new straw house. Imagine how busy he would be. Back to the story. I think I saw a twig on the floor and before I caught all of my breath they both suddenly disappeared but then I saw them running through the green bushes to their brothers house. I decided to follow them but they went into the house. So I went another way in - down the chimney! I didn't know that the three little pigs were cold and they cooked some soup. So I jumped in. I burnt my bottom. I should be really angry with those pigs!
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Cool story Wilson, you have used some good description in this, well done! Mrs. R
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